Under The Devil's Wrath

Chapter 9

Kheplur's POV

A light tap on my cheek woke me up. I slowly opened my eyes then saw Amad in front of me. I looked around and we were inside his pick-up. I tried moving but I felt intense pain down there. I felt my face burn red when a memory of last night flashed in my mind.

I looked down and I am not wearing anything, just my skirt and his jacket covering my upper body.

He took me with my skirts on. Fetish niya bay un?

"Y-yung undies ko?" I asked him. Kahit nahihiya pa akong magtanong.

"Sorry, I ripped it." He answered. Shit, is he so rough last night? I can't even move properly kasi masakit talaga. I can't even count how many times we did it last night.

"We'll go buy pain reliever and some clothes for you. Use this for now." Aniya at tinanggal niya yung shirt niya at binigay sakin. He is stil wearing sando pero bakat talaga yung magandang katawan niya. Tumalikod ako tsaka sinuot yung damit niya, kahit pa man ilang beses na naming ginawa yun ay nahihiya pa din ako sa kanya.

Nang Makita niyang nakaupo na ako ng maayos ay tsaka niya ini start yung sasakyan. Walang nag sasalita sa amin hanggang sa mag park siya sa tapat ng isang grocery. Lumabas siya at iniwan ako dito sa loob.

Why did I let him have me? I gave him all my first without asking anything in return. Do I love him? I haven't felt those emotions yet so it's new to me. All my life, I lived without experiencing that emotion, even from my mother. No one appreciated me for being Kheplur, they just appreciate me for being pretty and all but not as Kheplur Acosta. I have Adele with me, she's been good to me but our relationship is not that deep for me to tell that I love her as a friend.

This is the reason why I took Psychology as a course. I want to study human behavior and emotions. Na kahit hindi ko man maramdaman yun ay alam ko man lang kung anong pakiramdam. Galit at poot lang ang nakagisnan kong emosyon kaya sinusubukan kong maging kalmado palagi because I don't know how to deal with anger. All I know is that, if someone's angry at me, I should apologize or keep calm for their anger not to elevate.

When Amad came, I started to feel these strange feelings I never experienced before. Yung mga nababasa ko sa libro ay nararamdaman ko na.

Yung kilig tuwing tumitingin siya, yung excitement pag magkikita kami, yung seguridad pag anjan siya sa tabi ko, at yung sarap sa ginawa naming kagabi. I imagined our position last night and the image of him pounding behind me is enough to plant carnal desires on my mind.

"I got you clothes and a pain reliever. Let's go to my unit."aniya nang pumasok siyang may bitbit na paper bag.

Nang buksan niya yung unit niya ay may lalaking prenteng nakahiga sa sofa habang nanonood ng TV.

"What the fuck, Beethoven! How did you even come here?"

"We have a scheduled meeting sa city hall mamaya." The man he called Beethoven answered.

"Can't they book a hotel for you? Mag ga-gatecrash ka pa" Amad with an annoyed tone.

"Wala akong pera."

"Gago. You could've saved up to billions if you go along with your in-laws." Amad told him as he walked towards the island counter. The man just showed him his middle finger.

"Who's this fine lady you are with? Claude's right, may true love sa Baguio." He said then chuckled.

"Fuck off." Amad hissed. The man stood up and then approached me.

"Hey. I'm Van, Ludwig Van Beethoven." He introduced himself and then shook my hand.

"Ah, K-kheplur po."